The Alpha's Mate

Prologue

I sit in this hell we call school and tap my pencil impatiently. 

'Fucking hell! How long is this gonna take?!?!' My wolf Harper asks.

'Ay, girl. Calm down Harper. 5 minutes.' I reply calming Harper.

'Fine.' She replies.

I roll my eyes and stare at the clock. Harper whines at the clock, seemingly begging it to go faster. 

"Claire." My teacher, Mrs. White, says. I snap my head forward. "Yes , Miss?" I reply. "What's the answer to number 3?" She asks. Umm... Shit!  I was supposed to be paying attention. "Uhh . . . 7, Miss." I answer. "That is correct." She says. 

' She's damn lucky we're good at maths.'  Harper mumbles.

I roll my eyes and continue tapping my pencil. I yawn and the bell rings. I grab my bag and walk out of the classroom. I walk up to my locker, grab my stuff and walk away. I walk outside and pause. "Ahhh. I made it out of Hell!" I exclaim earning me dirty looks from everyone. I shrug and walk down the road. My car was out of gas, so I walked here. I walk down the road with my headphones in. I tilt my head up and look around. Nobody. I keep walking until I can feel  someone staring. I turn again and see no one.

'Harper, do you feel that?' I ask.

'I can feel the stares. They masked their scent. Run, Claire.'  She answers. 

Stupidly, I turn around just in time to see a man walking at least 3 feet behind me holding something behind him. HELL NAH. 

'You were right. Where to, Harper?' I ask.

'The woods.' She replies quietly. 

I breathe in deeply and start running. This seems to attract his attention because I hear another set of foot steps. I pick up the pace and before I know it, I'm at the beginning of the forest. 

My feet hit the ground with a steady thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

I screech to a halt by a tree. Hey. It's not every day you sprint 3 miles into the woods trying to escape a mass murderer, now is it?

Snap.

My ears prick up as I look around. I wipe a wet substance from my forehead hoping it isn't blood from when I fell. I hear another twig snap and I sit up. Just as I do that, the wonderful smell of chocolate hits my nose. I tilt my head up and smell. I breathe it in as it gets closer. All of a sudden, I'm pinned on the tree. 

"Mine." A voice rasps. That's the last thing I hear before I am over come with darkness. I guess that was blood.

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Claire Brooks. 5'7". Blonde, lower back length hair. Blue eyes. 17 years old. 4 older brothers and 4 younger brothers. Before you think her parents overdid it, they're werewolves. Claire leads a normal-ish life with very over protective brothers, correction. Over protective family. She's average and kind. 

Tyler Jones. 6'4". Black, cropped hair. Blue eyes. 18 years old. Only child. Werewolf. Correction. Alpha of the New Moon pack. Dark and mysterious. Oh, did I mention hot!! 

What happens when Tyler finds his mate, Claire, bloody and completely unconscious? I dunno let's find out!

This book may contain violence, sexuality, strong language, etc.Thanks for reading! ;*